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Jeanne saved my soul

again last night,

she bathed me in love.

She told me I was beautiful,

and then I made her come a lot.

She made me special perfumed tea,

went and bought patisserie,

put on music: Bob Marley,

lay me back and fed me.


She read a poem by Baudelaire,

sitting naked in a chair,

her perfume filled the holy air,

and eased my tired heart.

She lit a fire later on,

put her bra and panties on.

I watched her as her beauty shone,

and filled my empty soul.


And though I did my best and tried,

sadness claimed me and I cried.

She wiped the wetness from my eyes,

being kind, she said she didn`t mind.

She drew a bath and washed me clean,

then kneeling took me by degrees.

She held me till I went to sleep,

then put me on the 10:15.


God you work in wondrous ways.

bless this girl for all her days.

And when I`m old and tired and grey,

I'll think of this day.



- Bob Geldof, 10:15

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Taken on November 3, 2008